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Moiraine Aes Sedai her quick rise did devise
With her wise allies to organise, scrutinise
The Tower as filtered through disguised eyes and spies
Which would be synthesised while Siuan supervised
Moiraine Aes Sedai her journey revitalised
Through the cries of the dying she came to realise
Her knowledge of the world she would need to apprise
To her allies still fighting the Father of Lies
Moiraine Aes Sedai her demise traumatised
Still missing Lan’s eyes to watch and scrutinise
For possible threats that may rise from dark spies
She was pulverised, died, ending her wise advice
Night 6 has begun! It will end in 23 hours’ time at 21:00 EST, or 2 AM GMT, December the 19th.
Mr Doctor was lynched! He was Moiraine! (I’ll let him explain to you how that equates with him being a severed Warder. I’m not trying to do that. )
Vote Count:
Mr Doctor (4): Steeldancer, Randuir, Joe, Furamirionind
Furamirionind (2): Mr Doctor, Sart
The newly summoned Creature, Rathwearsa Mask, was attacked! It died. There are no more Creatures left! (For now)
The Eye has 32 health remaining. No rings of defence are remaining. Rand al’Thor’s Channeling, and Loial’s Treesinging, have been unlocked. The Blight is currently attacking for 11.
A correction has been made: Lan was a member of Moiraine’s Circle. I noticed I had not informed the thread when going through last cycle’s writeup, so my apologies if this affects anything too much. I just haven’t been a very on-top-of-things GM this game, which I apologise for.
A new Creeper of the Blight has appeared: Plague! It will Send Runner D8 unless stopped. Jadis is still alive, and will Send Runner N7 unless stopped. Nailicis and Nogard are still alive, and will Send Runner tonight unless stopped. Screwtape has Sent Runner, and is now dead.
Please remember that PMs are closed.
1. Steeldancer (Ookla the Positive) as Ookla the Positive, an orphan with a cheery outlook on life. 2. randuir as Evelyn, an Aiel Wise Woman and well-wisher 3. Karnatheon (Ookla the Ring) as Brendan Vallerune, a gleeman totally unrelated to Jeordwyn 4. Cadmium Compounder (Ookla the Duck) as Miumpounder, a cobbler with an abiding hatred of Altarans 5. xinoehp512 (Ookla the Phoenix) as Alkoo, a reclusive Ogier tucked away in encyclopaedias Roleless
6. Amanuensis as Nikel Fain, a man hell-bent on killing his father (totally normal) 7. Droughtbringer as Month-Long Drought, a prickly old noblewoman who only eats dried fruit Roleless 8. Rathmaskal as Jeordwyn Dormond, an Illianer gleeman who juggles knives through his enemies Lan Moiraine’s Circle
9. Devotary of Spontaneity (Ookla the Heretical) as Rhodin, a countercultural Aiel whose views are about to go mainstreamPerrin Aybara, Emond’s Fielder
10. Young Bard (Ookla the Unprepared) as Jancey, a reluctant soldier who signed up to obey his father’s will Warrior of Fal Dara
11. Mark IV as Lars, an inquisitive young nobleman 12. Snipexe (Ookla the Sceptical) as Exepins, a scribe who will eventually admit to the superiority of British spellings Hardy Fal Dara Warrior
13. Furamirionind as Keisa, a grizzled veteran of the Borderland Wars, with a scar on his forehead to show for it 14. Hemalurgic Headshot (Ookla of the East) as Skern Mundy, a man from the East with many skills Roleless
15. Ark1002 (Ookla the Dragon Reborn) as Shifting Shadows, a shifty, shadowy Wolfbrother Emond’s Fielder; Fal Dara Warrior 16. A Joe in the Bush as Joseph, a man who has mastered the art of squeezing into very small spaces in bushes
17. MetaTerminal (Ookla the Cited) as Elak Dehlin, a merchant with severe paranoia about the One Power Moiraine’s Circle
18. BrightnessRadiant as Fifi Balthamel
19. Mr Doctor as Antor Vadenfort, a Illianer Warder without an Aes Sedai Moiraine
20. Sart as Shirley U. Jest, a Cairhienen noblewoman who takes life far too seriously
Good luck to all!

Callor stepped out of the thick woods ringing Fal Dara, his white cloak with the golden sun making a splash against the darkly covered thicket that previously enveloped him. He felt vaguely uncomfortable standing there exposed, in the open between two nexuses of evil. The whitewashed tower, with its shiny exterior that fooled most, but was still full of rot within, was closer than the Dark One’s prison. However, Shayol Ghul seemed to emanate his madness. By means of the Blight spreading surely and slowly over the Blasted Lands and encroaching on the northern kingdoms, the Dark One advanced, and a strong hand was needed to intervene that did not belong to Tar Valon witches. And Callor knew whose hand that would have to be.
Smiling at his orders from the Lord Captain Commander, he took to the road fully, prepared for his presence to be announced to the Keep he neared. Let them! Agelmar would be as wet clay in his hands when he saw what the Children could do. A few minutes of warning would change nothing. The Light would shine on and protect those who resisted the Dark One at all times. And Pedron Niall stood for the Light.
The guardsman on the walls of Fal Dara Keep blinked. A party had appeared, essentially out of nowhere, on a stretch of clear road empty a second earlier. He frowned, motioning his fellows to hold the gates against the newcomers. Peering closer, he was unsurprised to see an Aes Sedai and a Warder among their number, even if the man looked familiar. The guardsman tried to place him, but the name was slippery on his tongue, and he could not grasp it.
Those thoughts were driven from his head by the Aes Sedai, who serenely reached into one of her pouches and showed Agelmar’s sigil, a token of entry. Having little other choice, he let the Warder and his Aes Sedai in, glancing at the others as they passed. Mostly youth, though seemingly an Ogier among them, and an older gleeman. He did not know for what purpose they were there, but the woman had flashed Agelmar’s sign, and as such was to be allowed entry. Curious about the new arrivals, but unable to abandon duty, the guardsman contented himself with watching the north road, and the Blight as it crept slowly closer.
Pain.
Pain was all Aginor felt, from head to toe. A constant reminder of his failure. A constant reminder that his recklessness had trapped him at the surface of the Wheel for three millennia, while eras came and went. The pain stayed with him for all those millennia, and it did not vanish with his release.
Yet despite this pain, Aginor was determined to see that his body would have advantages. He straightened, shrivelled skin screaming in protest from the treatment, and looked towards the Spine of the World. His eyes, at least, were sharp enough to see the mountain range clearly, even as far away as they were, and the dark shapes in that direction coming towards him. Squinting, he made a pretense of studying the mountain ranges. Maybe its formations would be the key to finding what he searched for. Somewhere in there lay the Eye. He just needed to come upon it. Aginor chuckled aloud, loud enough for Balthamel, similarly shrivelled, to raise an inquisitive eyebrow. She did not see what he did. Looking directly at him, moving in his direction with purpose, the shadows materialised: a small contingent of Darkfriends came before him, kneeling. Then Aginor truly smiled.
It’s been a month-long drought (or should I say Blight ), but welcome to MR32: The Blight Encroaches! This game, if you didn’t catch it from the RP, is a Wheel of Time game set at the end of The Eye of the World. The Forsaken are trying to destroy, overwhelm, or use the Eye to cut off the fledgling Dragon, al’Thor, from using it against the Great Lord of the Dark. Meanwhile, the Light is frantically defending the Eye against the encroachments of both the Blight and Forsaken, and seek to drive them back and kill them to strike a major blow on behalf of the Light. This game will start at Fal Dara Keep and move back towards the Eye as it continues.
My co-GM for this game will be Elandera (@Ookla the Rogue). Our Impartial Moderator is @Alvron.
All of the rules for this MR may be found here, in this Google doc. If anyone has any rules questions (and I imagine they do), please do not hesitate to ask. I’ll be saving the first post for a player list and rule clarifications. It is worth noting that the rules are not technically set in stone, as the game balance committee might want me to make tweaks, so until they pass the game, consider this ruleset unfinished. That said, I will try to keep all of you updated on the status of the ruleset until it is confirmed.
Actually, I lied about that doc having all the rules. I did not address one set of rules: those pertaining to Ooklas. I am aware that the Ooklas are a wonderful festive way to celebrate Sanderson (having assumed the role of one myself), but they can cause issues regarding identity in SE. I’d hate to have mere confusion about names and identities derail lynch discussion or confuse action orders, and as such am placing the following guidelines for Ookla users:
1. If you changed your name to an Ookla, please place your usual name within your title.
2. If you changed both your name and profile picture, please conclude all your posts with a boldfaced line that states your regular name. Players that only changed their name are not required to do this but are strongly encouraged to, to help out your GMs. (You always have our best interests at heart, right? )
3. Once the game has begun, do not change your name or profile picture any longer.
4. When voting to lynch on an Ookla, cast your vote in the following format: Regular Name (Ookla Name). For instance: “I vote Fifth Scholar (Ookla the White-Cloaked) for imposing pointless Ookla restrictions.” Also, it might help a lot of people could just generally refer to others by their usual names.
5. Please just call me Fifth. My Ookla name is just for RP.
Thank you for cooperating with all of the above, and I’m confident that if everyone tries to adhere to it, we shouldn’t have identity-confusion issues.
Signups for this game will close Thursday 6 December 2018, at 10:00 PM EST. (Rollovers in general will be around 10 PM EST.) The countdown site is broken, so do math if you need an exact number.
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Skern Mundy, trader from eastern Wastes
For the Shadow had potent distaste
Him Aiel had taught
The Blight must be fought
And its great evil repelled face-to-face
Once had a demon attacked his wall,
Yet yielding not and standing up tall
Mundy it repelled
While Rand al’Thor felled
Creepers advancing, though they were small
Yet a second attempt was then made
The forces of the Light, though arrayed
To defend each other
Instead were smothered
And Skern Mundy was slain in the raid
A gleeman that rarely did smile
A oath to fulfill without guile
Why did he appear? The answer is clear:
To put his devotion on trial.
A face made of hard angles and stone
A life of fighting Shadows alone
Lan was his real name, the one with a claim
To Malkier’s empty, long-lost throne
As Warder to Moiraine he would fall
Keeping back the great Creatures from all
And when Mundy fell, he charged with a yell
Killing Creatures, and himself, for y’all.
So go kill some people in his honour!
Day 6 has begun! It will end in 23 hours’ time at 21:00 EST, or 2 AM GMT (whichever comes first), December the 18th.
Steeldancer was attacked, but was protected!
Hemalurgic Headshot was attacked by Randuir IsRand (again)! He was actually killed this time and is Roleless.
Rathmaskal was attacked by BrEn Memorium! He was Lan!
Randuir IsRand was attacked, and died!
BrEn Memorium was attacked, and died!
The newly summoned Creature, Rathwearsa Mask, was attacked! It survived.
The Eye has 36 health remaining. The current layer of defence has 7 health remaining, and is the Seventh Ring. The Blight is currently attacking for 11. This is not a typo; the Blight is attacking for eleven.
A new Creeper of the Blight has appeared: Jadis! It will Send Runner N7 unless stopped. Nailicis and Nogard are still alive, and will Send Runner N6 unless stopped. Screwtape is still alive, and will Send Runner today unless stopped.
Emond’s Fielders’ Message:
There is a lynch today.
Please remember that PMs are closed.
1. Steeldancer (Ookla the Positive) as Ookla the Positive, an orphan with a cheery outlook on life. 2. randuir as Evelyn, an Aiel Wise Woman and well-wisher 3. Karnatheon (Ookla the Ring) as Brendan Vallerune, a gleeman totally unrelated to Jeordwyn 4. Cadmium Compounder (Ookla the Duck) as Miumpounder, a cobbler with an abiding hatred of Altarans 5. xinoehp512 (Ookla the Phoenix) as Alkoo, a reclusive Ogier tucked away in encyclopaedias Roleless
6. Amanuensis as Nikel Fain, a man hell-bent on killing his father (totally normal) 7. Droughtbringer as Month-Long Drought, a prickly old noblewoman who only eats dried fruit Roleless 8. Rathmaskal as Jeordwyn Dormond, an Illianer gleeman who juggles knives through his enemies Lan
9. Devotary of Spontaneity (Ookla the Heretical) as Rhodin, a countercultural Aiel whose views are about to go mainstreamPerrin Aybara, Emond’s Fielder
10. Young Bard (Ookla the Unprepared) as Jancey, a reluctant soldier who signed up to obey his father’s will Warrior of Fal Dara
11. Mark IV as Lars, an inquisitive young nobleman 12. Snipexe (Ookla the Sceptical) as Exepins, a scribe who will eventually admit to the superiority of British spellings Hardy Fal Dara Warrior
13. Furamirionind as Keisa, a grizzled veteran of the Borderland Wars, with a scar on his forehead to show for it 14. Hemalurgic Headshot (Ookla of the East) as Skern Mundy, a man from the East with many skills Roleless
15. Ark1002 (Ookla the Dragon Reborn) as Shifting Shadows, a shifty, shadowy Wolfbrother Emond’s Fielder; Fal Dara Warrior 16. A Joe in the Bush as Joseph, a man who has mastered the art of squeezing into very small spaces in bushes
17. MetaTerminal (Ookla the Cited) as Elak Dehlin, a merchant with severe paranoia about the One Power Moiraine’s Circle
18. BrightnessRadiant as Fifi Balthamel
19. Mr Doctor as Antor Vadenfort, a Illianer Warder without an Aes Sedai 20. Sart as Shirley U. Jest, a Cairhienen noblewoman who takes life far too seriously
Good luck to all!

Stopped was Month-Long Drought: dried-up, withered, old.
The Blight took her, merciless,
Though she was driven in.
In, driven, was she though?
Mercilessly her taking, Blight, the old, withered-up, dry drought, month-long, was stopped.
Month-Long Drought was far past old, past caring
The Dark One seemed to her but a man erring
And not a great force
Without shred of remorse
To whom many would spend their lives swearing
She took up with Moiraine to advise her
Yet never made the woman apprise her
As an adviser
And none the wiser
Others frequently sought to chastise her
The conflict would resolve itself one day
When six came over intending to slay
With Drought surrounded
And quickly bounded
She turned into the Blight’s latest prey
Night 5 has begun! It will end in 23 hours’ time at 21:00 EST, or 2 AM GMT, December the 17th.
Droughtbringer was lynched! He was Roleless.
Vote Count:
Droughtbringer (6): randuir, Mark IV, Furamirionind, Hemalurgic Headshot, Mr Doctor, Karnatheon
Mr Doctor (2): Sart, Steeldancer
Mark IV (1): A Joe in the Bush
The Eye has 36 health remaining. The current layer of defence has 6 health remaining, and is the Sixth Ring. The Blight is currently attacking for 11. This is not a typo; the Blight is attacking for eleven.
Wormwood was killed!
Nailicis and Nogard are still alive, and will Send Runner N6 unless stopped. Screwtape is still alive, and will Send Runner D6 unless stopped.
Randuir IsRand and BrEn Memorium will continue attacking people tonight unless stopped.
Please remember that PMs are closed.
1. Steeldancer (Ookla the Positive) as Ookla the Positive, an orphan with a cheery outlook on life. 2. randuir as Evelyn, an Aiel Wise Woman and well-wisher 3. Karnatheon (Ookla the Ring) as Brendan Vallerune, a gleeman totally unrelated to Jeordwyn 4. Cadmium Compounder (Ookla the Duck) as Miumpounder, a cobbler with an abiding hatred of Altarans 5. xinoehp512 (Ookla the Phoenix) as Alkoo, a reclusive Ogier tucked away in encyclopaedias Roleless
6. Amanuensis as Nikel Fain, a man hell-bent on killing his father (totally normal) 7. Droughtbringer as Month-Long Drought, a prickly old noblewoman who only eats dried fruit Roleless 8. Rathmaskal as Jeordwyn Dormond, an Illianer gleeman who juggles knives through his enemies 9. Devotary of Spontaneity (Ookla the Heretical) as Rhodin, a countercultural Aiel whose views are about to go mainstreamPerrin Aybara, Emond’s Fielder
10. Young Bard (Ookla the Unprepared) as Jancey, a reluctant soldier who signed up to obey his father’s will Warrior of Fal Dara
11. Mark IV as Lars, an inquisitive young nobleman 12. Snipexe (Ookla the Sceptical) as Exepins, a scribe who will eventually admit to the superiority of British spellings Hardy Fal Dara Warrior
13. Furamirionind as Keisa, a grizzled veteran of the Borderland Wars, with a scar on his forehead to show for it 14. Hemalurgic Headshot (Ookla of the East) as Skern Mundy, a man from the East with many skills 15. Ark1002 (Ookla the Dragon Reborn) as Shifting Shadows, a shifty, shadowy Wolfbrother Emond’s Fielder; Fal Dara Warrior 16. A Joe in the Bush as Joseph, a man who has mastered the art of squeezing into very small spaces in bushes
17. MetaTerminal (Ookla the Cited) as Elak Dehlin, a merchant with severe paranoia about the One Power Moiraine’s Circle
18. BrightnessRadiant as Fifi Balthamel
19. Mr Doctor as Antor Vadenfort, a Illianer Warder without an Aes Sedai 20. Sart as Shirley U. Jest, a Cairhienen noblewoman who takes life far too seriously
Good luck to all!

“Get the new soldier fitted in liv’ry!”
The captain said to the new “deliv’ry.”
Jancey was his name
He wasn’t the same
For in fighting his spirit was shiv’ry
But his intuition proved itself keen
From the beginning he’d claimed that he’d seen
A Darkfriend within
Yet thinking him dim
Others thought Jancey himself was unclean
After three days of frequent complaining
Fifi was questioned, with Jancey claiming
“Forsaken is she!”
And then they did see
The fair mask under which she’d been feigning
Yet once the Forsaken was nearly dead
Between both rivalry came to a head
As Jancey stabbed her
Fifi gasped, “You cur,
I’ll have Aginor kill you in my stead!”
Neither watch nor alarm nor the wolf’s howl
Could stop Darkfriends from taking up the prowl
O’er Jancey in tent
Was sung a lament
For a young life cut short by play most foul.
A Brief Eulogy For the Fourth and Fifth Rings
Author: The Green Man
“…”
Please thank the Green Man for his extensive commentary on this matter. We’ll see him at the Sixth Ring! Hey, at least that first nasty-looking creature bounced off the wall he set up trying to kill one of those Eastern people.
Day 5 has begun! It will end in 23 hours’ time at 21:00 EST, or 2 AM GMT, December the 16th.
Young Bard was killed! He was a Fal Dara Warrior.
Hemalurgic Headshot was attacked, but the attack was deflected.
STINK has been pinch-hit by A Joe in the Bush! Please welcome Joe. Everyone else, please maintain a good level of activity. I understand it’s difficult with finals and holidays and busy lives, but a more active populace makes for a better game.
The Eye has 36 health remaining. The current layer of defence has 6 health remaining, and is the Sixth Ring. The Blight is currently attacking for 10.
Two Creepers of the Blight have appeared! Their names are Nailicis and Nogard, and they will Send Runner N6 unless stopped. Screwtape is still alive, and will Send Runner D6 unless stopped. In addition, Wormwood is still alive, and will Send Runner N5 unless stopped.
Poxx has Sent Runner, and is now dead.
Randuir IsRand will continue attacking people tonight unless stopped. As will his new Creature friend, BrEn Memorium, which has now appeared.
There is a lynch today.
Emond’s Fielders Message:
Please remember that PMs are closed.
1. Steeldancer (Ookla the Positive) as Ookla the Positive, an orphan with a cheery outlook on life. 2. randuir as Evelyn, an Aiel Wise Woman and well-wisher 3. Karnatheon (Ookla the Ring) as Brendan Vallerune, a gleeman totally unrelated to Jeordwyn 4. Cadmium Compounder (Ookla the Duck) as Miumpounder, a cobbler with an abiding hatred of Altarans 5. xinoehp512 (Ookla the Phoenix) as Alkoo, a reclusive Ogier tucked away in encyclopaedias Roleless
6. Amanuensis as Nikel Fain, a man hell-bent on killing his father (totally normal) 7. Droughtbringer as Month-Long Drought, a prickly old noblewoman who only eats dried fruit 8. Rathmaskal as Jeordwyn Dormond, an Illianer gleeman who juggles knives through his enemies 9. Devotary of Spontaneity (Ookla the Heretical) as Rhodin, a countercultural Aiel whose views are about to go mainstreamPerrin Aybara, Emond’s Fielder
10. Young Bard (Ookla the Unprepared) as Jancey, a reluctant soldier who signed up to obey his father’s will Warrior of Fal Dara
11. Mark IV as Lars, an inquisitive young nobleman 12. Snipexe (Ookla the Sceptical) as Exepins, a scribe who will eventually admit to the superiority of British spellings Hardy Fal Dara Warrior
13. Furamirionind as Keisa, a grizzled veteran of the Borderland Wars, with a scar on his forehead to show for it 14. Hemalurgic Headshot (Ookla of the East) as Skern Mundy, a man from the East with many skills 15. Ark1002 (Ookla the Dragon Reborn) as Shifting Shadows, a shifty, shadowy Wolfbrother Emond’s Fielder; Fal Dara Warrior 16. A Joe in a Bush, a formless thread in the Pattern with less than 24 hours to identify himself before the Creator does 17. MetaTerminal (Ookla the Cited) as Elak Dehlin, a merchant with severe paranoia about the One Power Moiraine’s Circle
18. BrightnessRadiant as Fifi Balthamel
19. Mr Doctor as Antor Vadenfort, a Illianer Warder without an Aes Sedai 20. Sart as Shirley U. Jest, a Cairhienen noblewoman who takes life far too seriously
Good luck to all!

A Specially Chosen Limerick
Thirteen were the Forsaken of yore
Remembering their names is a chore Ishamael was the first
He may be the worst
For an oath to the Dark One he swore
With him was Asmodean, musician
He didn’t much care for competition
But Rahvin the fair
And Sammael there
Definitely had more ambition
And next we have Demandred the eel
Then the two men twisted by the Wheel Balthamel, Aginor Of males there’s one more Be’lal the jealous rounds out the sad reel
Then Semirhage is the fallen Healer
The equal to Lanfear the manstealer
They filled men with dread
Until they were dead Graendal followed, who wolves named Heartseeker
Two more Chosen would walk in their sleeping Moghedien though she was a weakling
In Power alone
But in other zones She and Mesaana left others weeping
Night 4 has begun! It will end in 23 hours’ time at 21:00 EST, or 2 AM GMT, December the 15th.
BrightnessRadiant was lynched! She was Balthamel.
BrightnessRadiant (4): randuir, Furamirionind, Cadmium Compounder, Karnatheon, Droughtbringer
Amanuensis (1): Sart
Furamirionind (1): Rathmaskal
The Eliminators have lost access to their faction roleblock. Their kill and Creature Summon remain available.
The Eye has 36 health remaining. The current layer of defence has 1 health remaining, and is the Fourth Ring. The Blight is currently attacking for 9.
A Creeper of the Blight has appeared: Screwtape! It will Send Runner D6 unless stopped. In addition, Wormwood is still alive, and will Send Runner N5 unless stopped. In addition, Poxx is still alive, and will Send Runner tonight.
Randuir IsRand has been attacked, but did not die! It will start attacking people tonight unless stopped.
I have run out of immediately available pinch-hitters, except for perhaps one, but that’s no excuse for inactivity on anybody’s part. Therefore, I’d like to encourage everyone to stay active. Any player not posting in-thread today who hasn’t done so in a while will (hopefully) be replaced by my one pinch-hitter beginning tomorrow, though I’d rather not do that.
Please remember that PMs are closed.
1. Steeldancer (Ookla the Positive) as Ookla the Positive, an orphan with a cheery outlook on life. 2. randuir as Evelyn, an Aiel Wise Woman and well-wisher 3. Karnatheon (Ookla the Ring) as Brendan Vallerune, a gleeman totally unrelated to Jeordwyn 4. Cadmium Compounder (Ookla the Duck) as Miumpounder, a cobbler with an abiding hatred of Altarans 5. xinoehp512 (Ookla the Phoenix) as Alkoo, a reclusive Ogier tucked away in encyclopaedias Roleless
6. Amanuensis as Nikel Fain, a man hell-bent on killing his father (totally normal) 7. Droughtbringer as Month-Long Drought, a prickly old noblewoman who only eats dried fruit 8. Rathmaskal as Jeordwyn Dormond, an Illianer gleeman who juggles knives through his enemies 9. Devotary of Spontaneity (Ookla the Heretical) as Rhodin, a countercultural Aiel whose views are about to go mainstreamPerrin Aybara, Emond’s Fielder
10. Young Bard (Ookla the Unprepared) as Jancey, a reluctant soldier who signed up to obey his father’s will 11. Mark IV as Lars, an inquisitive young nobleman 12. Snipexe (Ookla the Sceptical) as Exepins, a scribe who will eventually admit to the superiority of British spellings Hardy Fal Dara Warrior
13. Furamirionind as Keisa, a grizzled veteran of the Borderland Wars, with a scar on his forehead to show for it 14. Hemalurgic Headshot (Ookla of the East) as Skern Mundy, a man from the East with many skills 15. Ark1002 (Ookla the Dragon Reborn) as Shifting Shadows, a shifty, shadowy Wolfbrother Emond’s Fielder; Fal Dara Warrior 16. STINK, a formless thread in the pattern with less than 24 hours to identify himself before the Creator does 17. MetaTerminal (Ookla the Cited) as Elak Dehlin, a merchant with severe paranoia about the One Power Moiraine’s Circle
18. BrightnessRadiant as Fifi Balthamel
19. Mr Doctor as Antor Vadenfort, a Illianer Warder without an Aes Sedai 20. Sart as Shirley U. Jest, a Cairhienen noblewoman who takes life far too seriously
Good luck to all!

Shifting Shadows shifted in the shadow
Of a shifting and shadowy night
The shifting moonlight did cast shadows
On a shifty and Shadow-filled Blight
As the shadows shifted all around him,
Shifting Shadows, shadowed by the shifting
Of the wolves who in shifts watched the shadows
For shifty Shadowspawn listening,
Was shifted from his place by a shadow
Which shifting, shadowed forms failed to find
And the stain spreading on Shifting Shadows
Would have shifted a Shadowspawn’s mind
To shift away from the man in the shadows,
Whose blood shifted on shadowy ground,
Shift towards the triumph of the Shadow
Whose shadowed servants were shifting around.
Day 4 has begun! It will end in 23 hours’ time at 21:00 EST, or 2 AM GMT, December the 14th.
Ark1002 was killed! He was an Emond’s Fielder and Fal Dara Warrior.
The Eye has 36 health remaining. The current layer of defence has 1 health remaining, and is the Third Ring. The Blight is currently attacking for 8.
A Creeper of the Blight has appeared: Wormwood! It will Send Runner N5 unless stopped. In addition, Poxx is still alive, and will Send Runner on N4 unless stopped.
A Creature of Aginor, which has been christened Randuir IsRand, has appeared! It will start attacking people N4 unless stopped.
There is a lynch today.
Emond’s Fielders message:
Please remember that PMs are closed. Also, don’t forget rollover is an hour earlier than it was before.
Regarding my profile picture, it’s not a new one—it’s actually one of my older ones, and I was itching to get back to my regular name anyways so I figured I may as well change the picture back. Sorry if I spoiled all the Ookla festivity
1. Steeldancer (Ookla the Positive) as Ookla the Positive, an orphan with a cheery outlook on life. 2. randuir as Evelyn, an Aiel Wise Woman and well-wisher 3. Karnatheon (Ookla the Ring) as Brendan Vallerune, a gleeman totally unrelated to Jeordwyn 4. Cadmium Compounder (Ookla the Duck) as Miumpounder, a cobbler with an abiding hatred of Altarans 5. xinoehp512 (Ookla the Phoenix) as Alkoo, a reclusive Ogier tucked away in encyclopaedias Roleless
6. Amanuensis as Nikel Fain, a man hell-bent on killing his father (totally normal) 7. Droughtbringer as Month-Long Drought, a prickly old noblewoman who only eats dried fruit 8. Rathmaskal as Jeordwyn Dormond, an Illianer gleeman who juggles knives through his enemies 9. Devotary of Spontaneity (Ookla the Heretical) as Rhodin, a countercultural Aiel whose views are about to go mainstreamPerrin Aybara, Emond’s Fielder
10. Young Bard (Ookla the Unprepared) as Jancey, a reluctant soldier who signed up to obey his father’s will 11. Mark IV as Lars, an inquisitive young nobleman 12. Snipexe (Ookla the Sceptical) as Exepins, a scribe who will eventually admit to the superiority of British spellings Hardy Fal Dara Warrior
13. Furamirionind as Keisa, a grizzled veteran of the Borderland Wars, with a scar on his forehead to show for it 14. Hemalurgic Headshot (Ookla of the East) as Skern Mundy, a man from the East with many skills 15. Ark1002 (Ookla the Dragon Reborn) as Shifting Shadows, a shifty, shadowy Wolfbrother Emond’s Fielder; Fal Dara Warrior 16. STINK, a formless thread in the pattern with less than 24 hours to identify himself before the Creator does 17. MetaTerminal (Ookla the Cited) as Elak Dehlin, a merchant with severe paranoia about the One Power Moiraine’s Circle
18. BrightnessRadiant as Fifi
19. Mr Doctor as Antor Vadenfort, a Illianer Warder without an Aes Sedai 20. Sart as Shirley U. Jest, a Cairhienen noblewoman who takes life far too seriously
Good luck to all!

Elak Dehlin, a man of great power
In his riches he hated the Tower
As he helped Moiraine
He grew less insane
Yet his expression was always dour.
He despised witches within Tar Valon
Yet he and Moiraine had started to bond
‘Gainst Callor’s advice
(Which really was nice)
He started helping guide her course along.
Yet he too was a merchant in the North,
And his dyes and his woollens he brought forth
He sold quite a few
But even he knew
He stayed for people, and not money’s worth
Despite all this he often was blamed
Seven men stepped forward and him named
Though only three stayed,
The others were swayed
And Dehlin was consigned to the dark flames.
I’m very sorry rollover took so long this time. The blame for this can be placed entirely at my feet. I’ve set rollover at 22:00, later than I usually am awake past, especially to be staying up until 23:00 or 23:30 organising cycle results and posting the new thread, after doing the writeup. The initial reason for this was that I had schoolwork and finals coming up like many others, and pushed rollover back so I’d have enough time for those; however, the havoc it’s wreaked on my sleep schedule, considering I get up before 5:00, simply isn’t working anymore, and I fell asleep compiling rollover last night. To solve this problem, I am moving rollover to 21:00 EST (2 GMT), one hour earlier. I sincerely apologise if this messes with everyone’s schedules, but this seems the best way for me to find a balance of time. To account for the delay, and change in rollover times, this cycle will be extended to end Thursday the 13th (which conveniently solves another problem that had complicated 21 EST rollover for me, namely, 19:30 church which takes a while).
Result PMs will be sent in a little bit.
With all that being said....
Night 3 has begun! It will end in less than 48 hours’ time at 21:00 EST, or 2 AM GMT, December the 13th.
MetaTerminal was lynched! He was part of Moiraine’s Circle.
Vote Count:
MetaTerminal (3): Randuir, Karnatheon, Cadmium Compounder, Amanuensis, Droughtbringer, Ark1002, Mr Doctor
Furamirionind (1): Hemalurgic Headshot, MetaTerminal
BrightnessRadiant (1): Young Bard
Rathmaskal (1): Steeldancer
Mr Doctor (1): Furamirionind
randuir (1): Mark IV
The Eye has 36 health remaining. The current layer of defence has 1 health remaining, and is the Second Ring. The Blight is currently attacking for 9.
Kanker has been killed. Poxx will Send Runner N4 unless stopped.
Please remember that PMs are closed.
1. Steeldancer (Ookla the Positive) as Ookla the Positive, an orphan with a cheery outlook on life. 2. randuir as Evelyn, an Aiel Wise Woman and well-wisher 3. Karnatheon (Ookla the Ring) as Brendan Vallerune, a gleeman totally unrelated to Jeordwyn 4. Cadmium Compounder (Ookla the Duck) as Miumpounder, a cobbler with an abiding hatred of Altarans 5. xinoehp512 (Ookla the Phoenix) as Alkoo, a reclusive Ogier tucked away in encyclopaedias Roleless
6. Amanuensis as Nikel Fain, a man hell-bent on killing his father (totally normal) 7. Droughtbringer as Month-Long Drought, a prickly old noblewoman who only eats dried fruit 8. Rathmaskal as Jeordwyn Dormond, an Illianer gleeman who juggles knives through his enemies 9. Devotary of Spontaneity (Ookla the Heretical) as Rhodin, a countercultural Aiel whose views are about to go mainstreamPerrin Aybara, Emond’s Fielder
10. Young Bard (Ookla the Unprepared) as Jancey, a reluctant soldier who signed up to obey his father’s will 11. Mark IV as Lars, an inquisitive young nobleman 12. Snipexe (Ookla the Sceptical) as Exepins, a scribe who will eventually admit to the superiority of British spellings Hardy Fal Dara Warrior
13. Furamirionind as Keisa, a grizzled veteran of the Borderland Wars, with a scar on his forehead to show for it 14. Hemalurgic Headshot (Ookla of the East) as Skern Mundy, a man from the East with many skills 15. Ark1002 (Ookla the Dragon Reborn) as Shifting Shadows, a shifty, shadowy Wolfbrother 16. STINK, a formless thread in the pattern with less than 24 hours to identify himself before the Creator does 17. MetaTerminal (Ookla the Cited) as Elak Dehlin, a merchant with severe paranoia about the One Power Moiraine’s Circle 18. BrightnessRadiant as Fifi
19. Mr Doctor as Antor Vadenfort, a Illianer Warder without an Aes Sedai 20. Sart as Shirley U. Jest, a Cairhienen noblewoman who takes life far too seriously
Good luck to all!

One year ago
The Great Lord stirred.
Ishamael could tell how weak the seals truly were, after three thousand years of wearing away. The cuendillar was brittle enough that he would be able to escape into the world again. Freedom, a wonderful feeling after eternal sleep in the Pit of Doom, sealed by Lews Therin and his Companions so long ago. But unlike his previous sojourns, this one would be permanent. He slammed at the stone with a glove coated with the True Power, seeming to weaken it further, enough. Seizing what little of saidin he could through the walls of the prison, he tore a gateway out of the mountain. Yet this time, no tendril of the One Power linked him to it. After three millennia of sleep, the Chosen would emerge from Shayol Ghul, to do the Great Lord’s bidding. Perhaps Aginor and Balthamel had been freed first, but Ishamael intended to perform the most important task he had been set: to find, and kill at last, the reincarnate Lews Therin. And he knew exactly how. Giving utterance to a laugh that echoed in the valley of Shayol Ghul, Ishamael raised his hands, feeling saidin flow through him, the taint of the Great Lord’s counterstroke sliding off the barrier erected by his own power. The Blight bristled, surging, sensing the strength of its master. Southward it swept with renewed fury. The touch of the Great Lord had returned to the world.
Now
A renewed fury it indeed was. Callor stood, the middle hours of the night being the lot he had drawn for the watch. Around him, he could see the Blight’s tendrils snaking their way towards the camp at impossibly fast speeds. Having grown accustomed to repelling the things from two days of experience—had it only been two days under the witch’s Warder’s tutelage? it seemed so long—Callor drew his sword, setting his feet in a stance that allowed him mobility and flexibility. Moiraine may be a Darkfriend, he mused wryly, but this Lan fellow may be worth keeping her around. Wonder what made him decide to join with the witches? The stance he assumed was mirrored in the poses of the other soldiers—clearly, he was not the only one instructed in the usage of such a posture.
The Creepers advanced, attacking, and Callor moved into the familiar stances. The Boar Rushes down the Mountain. The Courtier Taps his Fan became Parting the Silk became Heron Wading in the Rushes. One form to the next, blocking, attacking, fighting against the Shadow. Perhaps he had underestimated the Borderlanders’ toughness after all. He could see why warriors came here, came to wage war against the Dark One. Standing there, striking down Creepers on the right and left, his arms never seemed to tire of striking for the Light, his legs seemed as though they would hold him up forever, though thousands fall around him. Each tendril of shadow he struck down was a victory for the Light. Each overhanging branch of rotting vegetation, each rank weed, each insect which occasionally flew like a magnet straight towards him, each that was struck down delayed the Shadow. Callor even then ceased to think, to contemplate anything but the forms, to lose himself in the joy of striking a blow for the Light.
It had seemed like an eternity later. Moiraine Sedai had assured him it had only taken ten minutes for him to go weary, for his defence against the encroaching Blight to no longer carry its full effectiveness. According to the witch’s account, which was delivered with little emotion, Alkoo had elected to throw himself among the vast carpet of Creepers and tendrils, sacrificing himself to spare Callor from suffering the same fate. Callor could not fathom why anybody would die for him. Light, he’d not, given the chance. He had tried asking Lan, but he’d simply responded with, “It is every man’s right to decide when to Sheathe the Sword.” Flaming lot of good that’d been! Moiraine arched an eyebrow, and Callor realised he’d spoken aloud. Covering his mouth and reddening, he retreated back into a silent brooding at the table, thinking of Alkoo. The image of the Ogier, with a sad smile on his face, vanishing into the cloud of Blight make Callor shudder, yet he could not look away, just that section repeating in his head over and over, the Blight slowly advancing. Though it seemed to be going at a less vigorous pace than before, there was no question that it was creeping up, and that they had lost a layer around where Moiraine Sedai thought the Eye was. From Callor’s view, there were only 6 layers left before the Eye itself was breached. He sent a silent prayer to the Light they would last that long.
Day 3 has begun! It will end in 22 hours’ time at 22:00 EST, or 3 AM GMT, December the 11th.
Xinoehp512 was killed! He was Roleless.
The Eye has 38 health remaining. The current layer of defence has 1 health remaining, and is the Second Ring. The Blight is currently attacking for 6.
Two Creepers of the Blight have appeared: Poxx and Kanker! They will Send Runner on N4 unless stopped.
Emond’s Fielders Message:
There is a lynch today.
Please remember that PMs are closed.
1. Steeldancer (Ookla the Positive) as Ookla the Positive, an orphan with a cheery outlook on life. 2. randuir as Evelyn, an Aiel Wise Woman and well-wisher 3. Karnatheon (Ookla the Ring) as Brendan Vallerune, a gleeman totally unrelated to Jeordwyn 4. Cadmium Compounder (Ookla the Duck) as Miumpounder, a cobbler with an abiding hatred of Altarans 5. xinoehp512 (Ookla the Phoenix) as Alkoo, a reclusive Ogier tucked away in encyclopaedias Roleless
6. Amanuensis as Nikel Fain, a man hell-bent on killing his father (totally normal) 7. Droughtbringer as Month-Long Drought, a prickly old noblewoman who only eats dried fruit 8. Rathmaskal as Jeordwyn Dormond, an Illianer gleeman who juggles knives through his enemies 9. Devotary of Spontaneity (Ookla the Heretical) as Rhodin, a countercultural Aiel whose views are about to go mainstreamPerrin Aybara, Emond’s Fielder
10. Young Bard (Ookla the Unprepared) as Jancey, a reluctant soldier who signed up to obey his father’s will 11. Mark IV as Lars, an inquisitive young nobleman 12. Snipexe (Ookla the Sceptical) as Exepins, a scribe who will eventually admit to the superiority of British spellings Hardy Fal Dara Warrior
13. Furamirionind as Keisa, a grizzled veteran of the Borderland Wars, with a scar on his forehead to show for it 14. Hemalurgic Headshot (Ookla of the East) as Skern Mundy, a man from the East with many skills 15. Ark1002 (Ookla the Dragon Reborn) as Shifting Shadows, a shifty, shadowy Wolfbrother 16. STINK, a formless thread in the pattern with less than 24 hours to identify himself before the Creator does 17. MetaTerminal (Ookla the Cited) as Elak Dehlin, a merchant with severe paranoia about the One Power 18. BrightnessRadiant as Fifi
19. Mr Doctor as Antor Vadenfort, a Illianer Warder without an Aes Sedai 20. Sart as Shirley U. Jest, a Cairhienen noblewoman who takes life far too seriously
Good luck to all!

Exepins pushed pen to paper, recording supplies for Lord Agelmar. No, not him. His imbecile apprentice Aliath was performing that service for the lord, now. No, he was in the Blight now, recording for Moiraine Sedai, tallying the food they all had in reserve. It was easy work, if arduous, and Exepins’ mind wandered. The camp had certainly had its share of battles since reaching the fringes of the Blight. It had begun with the attack on him, of course, the aftereffects of which Moiraine’s healing could not fully dispel. His head still ached, with the Dark One’s own will seeming to try to split it in half, part of what was dragging this blasted paperwork for so long. Then the attack on the village youth. Exepins always was saddened to see such men die. He had seemed like a good lad, one that would have been a hardy captain had he stayed in the Borderlands with them, disciplined and focused—and strong.
He shook his head, refocusing on the pile of papers on the floor of his tent with a grimace. The injury, and recent events, must have really gotten into him if he was letting his mind run off during scribing. Setting to his papers with a vengeance, he banished all thoughts from his head, setting his mind to the task of finishing up. Only then could he rejoin the others.
The others were discussing the best way to kill him, conversing in indignant whispers.
“He’s clearly still a Darkfriend. I mean, just look at how he’s not even talking to us! Any man with a true fear of the Light would be begging for us to examine him!”
“Aw, stuff it, you sound too much like that dolt Whitecloak. He’s a Darkfriend from his survival! It’d take the Dark One’s own luck to live through a thumping like the one I gave him yesterday.” A muted chortle followed the statement, and was quickly extinguished.
Callor’s voice could be heard as well. “Anyone a witch like that Moiraine figure offers healing to must be a fellow Darkfriend. That is the reason we are killing him, the reason I sent two people to distract Moiraine with talk of ter’angreal, yes? Let’s figure this out.”
A sigh emanated from the group. “What, then, do you propose? If we simply kill him, Moiraine will be no less displeased. And we can’t exactly fail to be traced to any murder that did happen with him.”
Callor’s eyes could have frozen a candle flame. “I have a plan.”
The Blight did not think. Not in the way that a man thought, at least. But it did know exactly what it wanted—to advance. To swallow whole. Such were its limitations, and its advantages. But it constantly sought a new path, a way around the flashing swords of the humans that kept its creepers and tendrils at bay.
It found one at last, a small barrier in place in one patch of ground, a weakness it could break through. Two, actually. The Creepers coagulated, forming a rough hammer which crushed the layers of dirt separating the Blight from a shallow trench that had been dug quickly. From the two holes it rushed in, Creepers swallowing the trench with a speed that defied the eye. Eventually, the Creepers met in the middle, unable to further advance out. Yet a rough circle had been created, and its interior was vulnerable. And within the circle stood a man in a tent, hunched over his scribework, blissfully unaware that camping out so close to the Blight had been a poor choice.
Exepins’ fellow warriors watched as the Blight eagerly swallowed the circle: land, tent, and the man they believed to be a Darkfriend.
Except, of course, that he wasn’t.
Night 2 has begun! It will end in 22 hours’ time at 22:00 EST, or 3 AM GMT, December the tenth.
Snipexe was lynched! He was a Hardy Fal Dara Warrior.
Vote Count:
Snipexe (4): Karnatheon, BrightnessRadiant, Mr Doctor, Mark IV, Rathmaskal
Young Bard (1): Steeldancer
Rathmaskal (1): Randuir
Droughtbringer (1): Furamirionind
Xinoehp512 (1): Ark1002
Karnatheon (1): Snipexe
The Eye has 38 health remaining. The current layer of defence has 1 health remaining, and is the Outermost Ring. The Blight is currently attacking for 11.
Please remember that PMs are closed.
Ookla the Libre has failed to post in-thread for three straight cycles, and has thus been replaced by Sart. Everyone please welcome him, and thank him for pinch-hitting! @Ookla of the East and @Droughtbringer need to post as well, or suffer the same fate.
Rules Clarifications will be edited in when I have the will to find them all.
Player List:
1. Steeldancer (Ookla the Positive) as Ookla the Positive, an orphan with a cheery outlook on life. 2. randuir as Evelyn, an Aiel Wise Woman and well-wisher 3. Karnatheon (Ookla the Ring) as Brendan Vallerune, a gleeman totally unrelated to Jeordwyn 4. Cadmium Compounder (Ookla the Duck) as Miumpounder, a cobbler with an abiding hatred of Altarans 5. xinoehp512 (Ookla the Phoenix) as Alkoo, a reclusive Ogier tucked away in encyclopaedias 6. Amanuensis as Nikel Fain, a man hell-bent on killing his father (totally normal) 7. Droughtbringer as Month-Long Drought, a prickly old noblewoman who only eats dried fruit 8. Rathmaskal as Jeordwyn Dormond, an Illianer gleeman who juggles knives through his enemies 9. Devotary of Spontaneity (Ookla the Heretical) as Rhodin, a countercultural Aiel whose views are about to go mainstreamPerrin Aybara, Emond’s Fielder
10. Young Bard (Ookla the Unprepared) as Jancey, a reluctant soldier who signed up to obey his father’s will 11. Mark IV as Lars, an inquisitive young nobleman 12. Snipexe (Ookla the Sceptical) as Exepins, a scribe who will eventually admit to the superiority of British spellings Hardy Fal Dara Warrior
13. Furamirionind as Keisa, a grizzled veteran of the Borderland Wars, with a scar on his forehead to show for it 14. Hemalurgic Headshot (Ookla of the East) as Skern Mundy, a man from the East with many skills 15. Ark1002 (Ookla the Dragon Reborn) as Shifting Shadows, a shifty, shadowy Wolfbrother 16. STINK, a formless thread in the pattern with less than 24 hours to identify himself before the Creator does 17. MetaTerminal (Ookla the Cited) as Elak Dehlin, a merchant with severe paranoia about the One Power 18. BrightnessRadiant, a formless thread in the pattern with less than 24 hours to identify herself before the Creator does 19. Mr Doctor as Antor Vadenfort, a Illianer Warder without an Aes Sedai 20. Sart, a formless thread in the Pattern with less than 24 hours to identify himself before the Creator does

“The Light is our refuge and strength,” Callor whispered to himself, face buried in his hands, “a present help in calamity and shadow.”
Outside, the night was split by the cries of wolves. Callor remained in his small tent, not daring to venture out.
“Therefore we will not fear though the ground collapse, though the Spine of the World be moved into the Aryth Ocean, though its waters roar and foam to flood the coastland at its swelling.”
The wolves’ cries grew more frantic. Callor could hear human voices mingled with them. He hunkered further down.
“There is a land whose rivers make glad the city of the Light, the holy habitation of the Creator.”
Definitely a battle, then. Or at least a skirmish. Callor did not understand why wolves were involved, though. The filthy creatures must have been summoned by a Darkfriend.
“The Creator is in the midst of her; she will not be moved; the Dragon will help her when morning dawns.”
A human, in the direction of the howling, screamed. As Callor listened, heart thumping in his chest, one of the wolves’ howls ended in a whimper, and a second was cut off.
“The Shadow raged and kingdoms tottered, the Dragon’s voice sounded, and the earth melted.”
The rest of the camp was awake now. Callor could hear the witch’s Warder calling orders to the Fal Darans, who had rushed out to help. He, however, sat, paralysed by fear and indecision.
“The Light is with us, and the Creator is our fortress. Behold, the works of his Dragon, and the Breaking he has unleashed upon the earth.”
A Breaking. Callor felt as if his world was breaking, certainly. A battle raged outside, yet for once, Callor did not know where the Darkfriends lay in the conflict. Hot tears spilled down his cheek. Outside, yelling, the sound of swords unsheathed.
“For at his coming wars shall cease to the ends of the earth, the spears broken and the chariots set to fire.”
The commotion was dying down, now. The keening of wolves had dimmed to a cadence which seemed almost mournful, reverent. What had happened outside? He could not say. Why wouldn’t his legs work?
“Be still; know the Light‘s eternal presence; it shall be exalted in the earth, even in the Darkfriends shall it be exalted! The Light is with us, and the Creator is our fortress”
Callor set down the book, gently, solemnly; it had served its purpose. Slowly climbing to his feet, he cast aside his tent flap. Peering outside, he saw nothing to suggest a battle. No corpses littered, except a few of the wolves, and those were little loss. Moiraine and Lan were up, and the witch’s circle brooded furiously around her, muttering about ta’veren and bad timing. The witch herself looked stricken, her eyes on a corpse under the two wolves.
A man with golden eyes.
Day 2 has begun! It will end in 22 hours’ time at 22:00 EST, or 3 AM GMT, December the ninth.
Devotary of Spontaneity was killed! She was Perrin Aybara, and an Emond’s Fielder.
The Eye has 38 health remaining. The current layer of defence has 1 health remaining, and is the Outermost Ring. The Blight is currently attacking for 8.
There is a lynch today.
Please remember that PMs are closed.
@Ookla the Libre, failure to post today will result in you being pinch-hit, so please talk in-thread.
Emond’s Fielders’ message:
Player List:
1. Steeldancer (Ookla the Positive) as Ookla the Positive, an orphan with a cheery outlook on life. 2. randuir as Evelyn, an Aiel Wise Woman and well-wisher 3. Karnatheon (Ookla the Ring) as Brendan Vallerune, a gleeman totally unrelated to Jeordwyn 4. Cadmium Compounder (Ookla the Duck) as Miumpounder, a cobbler with an abiding hatred of Altarans 5. xinoehp512 (Ookla the Phoenix) as Alkoo, a reclusive Ogier tucked away in encyclopaedias 6. Amanuensis as Nikel Fain, a man hell-bent on killing his father (totally normal) 7. Droughtbringer as Month-Long Drought, a prickly old noblewoman who only eats dried fruit 8. Rathmaskal as Jeordwyn Dormond, an Illianer gleeman who juggles knives through his enemies 9. Devotary of Spontaneity (Ookla the Heretical) as Rhodin, a countercultural Aiel whose views are about to go mainstreamPerrin Aybara, Emond’s Fielder
10. Young Bard (Ookla the Unprepared) as Jancey, a reluctant soldier who signed up to obey his father’s will 11. Mark IV as Lars, an inquisitive young nobleman 12. Snipexe (Ookla the Sceptical) as Exepins, a scribe who will eventually admit to the superiority of British spellings Hardy
13. Furamirionind as Keisa, a grizzled veteran of the Borderland Wars, with a scar on his forehead to show for it 14. Hemalurgic Headshot (Ookla of the East) as Skern Mundy, a man from the East with many skills 15. Ark1002 (Ookla the Dragon Reborn) as Shifting Shadows, a shifty, shadowy Wolfbrother 16. STINK, a formless thread in the pattern with less than 24 hours to identify himself before the Creator does 17. MetaTerminal (Ookla the Cited) as Elak Dehlin, a merchant with severe paranoia about the One Power 18. BrightnessRadiant, a formless thread in the pattern with less than 24 hours to identify herself before the Creator does 19. Mr Doctor as Antor Vadenfort, a Illianer Warder without an Aes Sedai 20. Gancho Libre (Ookla the Libre) as Pummy'in Coach, a former sul'dam looking for a firm, guiding hand in life

Flanked by two of Agelmar’s soldiers, Callor trudged over the rocky ground, setting a brisk walk to keep up with the horses. The party was moving northeast, towards the Spine of the World, and the Light alone knew what lay behind their lofty peaks. Or within them. From what the witch in charge of the expedition had told them, she intended to march into the Blight and into the mountains! And yet how many still refused to believe that Tar Valon was in league with the Shadow? More likely, this “Moiraine Sedai,” as he was forced to address her, would drag the lot of them to the pits of Shayol Ghul as soon as lift a finger. Her Gaidin scanned ahead, as if watching for threats, but Callor sneered at his back. Threats! Ever since entering the fringes of this Light-forsaken land, the evil plants and creatures which the Warder has instructed him to stay away from, as if lecturing a small child, all but parted for the Tar Valon witch. The sorceress claimed it was the protection of the Light. Callor snorted. The day the Light protected an Aes Sedai was the day he threw down his sunbeam cloak and renounced Niall’s authority. And that would never happen.
Such were Callor’s thoughts as he strode briskly beside the Fal Daran escort. He should have been sweating, as spring was well-advanced, yet the world seemed locked in winter. Undoubtedly more of the witches’ meddling, or the Darkfriends. Though what was the difference? He kept his eyes on the road in front of him, determined not to trip in front of all the men.
And saw an odd creeper approaching.
Skirting the witch, as he had known it would, the Creeper took a winding path around her. A path, Callor realised with a start, that was headed directly for him. If the tales about it were true, a touch could kill. Yet he was too slow; the plant was locked in on its target. He drew his sword in a flash of steel, prepared to cut it down in a last act of defiance. As he raised the thin blade, an even thinner trailer of fire shot out of seemingly nowhere, cooking the Creeper to a crisp. He looked accusingly at Moiraine, beginning a protest that he was about to handle the threat himself, thank you very much. It died on his lips. The witch looked deeply disconcerted. Even from a distance, he could see her eyes, which darted between the ragtag villagers, an accusing glance for each. Callor felt a small satisfaction from that. If one of the witches was unsure as to what happened, it must have been a blow on behalf of the Light. Resuming his walk at a jaunty stroll, Callor hummed to himself, confident that even in the awful situation he had been placed in, the Light would prevail.
Exepins had hardly been a warrior in his past. A new recruit to the Borderland army, yet easily surpassing 40 years, he put his given history as a scribe to good usage for Lord Agelmar. Taxes, legal documents, decrees to announce, all had gone through him, somehow.
Now stuck with Moiraine Sedai as the company’s leader, Exepins had no choice but to continue his work. He found it peaceful, a more sedate job in a camp often filled with rush and noise. However, the quiet job began attracting rumours regarding his motives towards the others. Determined to execute their own justice, three men came to him, determined to find answers. “You, scribe,” one said, hands on hips.
“We didn’t see much of you at the barricades against the Blight, where we were talking about how to end this situation,” a second chimed in.
The third was the boldest, and surprised Exepins. They denounced him as a Darkfriend, without a scrap of evidence, and little consistency at all. “We have decided that your punishment for being a Darkfriend is death,” he finished, rolling up the “list of charges.”
Exepins’ head spun, and his head could hardly register the words the man was saying. However, his brief combat instincts kicked in. As the first man swung a heavy club in his direction, he ducked, letting it whoosh harmlessly over his head. The second club connected, unfortunately, bringing numbness, then blinding pain in the back of his head. From the crunching sound his head had made, his skull was likely cracked. It would be too late, all over…he slumped against the sickly rock wall, laying down.
The commotion summoned an irate Moiraine Sedai, fury etched into every line of her face. She stepped over Exepins to face the three men. Exepins squinted. In a corner of his brain, he could see and hear the three being berated, Moiraine’s ice-cold anger chilly enough to cleave through metal. However, the majority of his head simply ached. His vision was dimmer...Moiraine turned to him, kneeling and handling his head. A flash of cold washed through him from the Healing, then shivers. By the time those had abated, Exepins was already asleep. Asleep, but alive.
Night 1 has begun! It will end in 22 hours’ time at 22:00 EST, December the eighth. (If I can convert correctly, that’s also 3AM GMT, for those that like converting off of its time.)
Snipexe was lynched! He was Hardy.
Vote Count:
Snipexe (3): randuir, BrightnessRadiant, Karnatheon
Droughtbringer (1): Furamirionind
Young Bard (1): MetaTerminal
The Eye has 38 health remaining. The current layer of defence has 1 health remaining, and is the Outermost Ring. The Blight is currently attacking for 5.
A Creeper of the Blight was stricken down. It has died and is no longer in the game.
Please remember that PMs are closed.
Player List:
1. Steeldancer (Ookla the Positive) as Ookla the Positive, an orphan with a cheery outlook on life. 2. randuir as Evelyn, an Aiel Wise Woman and well-wisher 3. Karnatheon (Ookla the Ring) as Brendan Vallerune, a gleeman totally unrelated to Jeordwyn 4. Cadmium Compounder (Ookla the Duck) as Miumpounder, a cobbler with an abiding hatred of Altarans 5. xinoehp512 (Ookla the Phoenix) as Alkoo, a reclusive Ogier tucked away in encyclopaedias 6. Amanuensis as Nikel Fain, a man hell-bent on killing his father (totally normal) 7. Droughtbringer as Month-Long Drought, a prickly old noblewoman who only eats dried fruit 8. Rathmaskal as Jeordwyn Dormond, an Illianer gleeman who juggles knives through his enemies 9. Devotary of Spontaneity (Ookla the Heretical) as Rhodin, a countercultural Aiel whose views are about to go mainstream 10. Young Bard (Ookla the Unprepared) as Jancey, a reluctant soldier who signed up to obey his father’s will 11. Mark IV as Lars, an inquisitive young nobleman 12. Snipexe (Ookla the Sceptical) as Exepins, a scribe who will eventually admit to the superiority of British spellings Hardy
13. Furamirionind (Callsign:Jato) as Keisa, a grizzled veteran of the Borderland Wars, with a scar on his forehead to show for it 14. Hemalurgic Headshot (Ookla of the East) as Skern Mundy, a man from the East with many skills 15. Ark1002 (Ookla the Dragon Reborn) as Shifting Shadows, a shifty, shadowy Wolfbrother 16. STINK, a rug merchant from Tarabon peddling his wares in the Borderlands 17. MetaTerminal (Ookla the Cited) as Elak Dehlin, a merchant with severe paranoia about the One Power 18. BrightnessRadiant as Fifi, a crazy old lady 19. Mr Doctor as Antor Vadenfort, a Illianer Warder without an Aes Sedai 20. Gancho Libre (Ookla the Libre) as Pummy'in Coach, a former sul'dam looking for a firm, guiding hand in life

Callor walked into Lord Agelmar’s reception chamber, the door closing behind the Borderland lord with a thud that had the note of finality in it. Walking towards the chair on which the leader of Fal Dara sat, he bowed his head, then straightened. Though his only loyalty was to his Lord Captain Commander, Callor had to respect the man in front of him, and he deserved at least the bow Callor granted him.
While Callor had seen his share of battles, fighting in the Children’s conquests in Altara and Murandy, he hadn’t been molded by the constant war that surrounded the men here. Around the Blight, everyone was simply...tougher. The weak died before their time, leaving only the sturdiest of men to defend their homes from the cursed Shadow. And Agelmar was clearly among the sturdiest, with a calloused grip that spoke of a career with the sword, and a scar on his left cheek saying the same.
“Lord Agelmar,” Callor nodded again to him, then to the servants. “I have been sent with a message from the Lord Captain Commander of the Children of the Light, Pedron Niall, may the Grace and Favour of the Light shine forever on his reign. ‘Thus saith the Lord, the Lord Captain Commander of hosts: Yet once a little while, and I will shake the heavens and earth, the seas and the dry land. Behold, the Lords whom ye seek shall suddenly be come into the Borderlands, and the messenger of the Whitecloaks in whom ye delight shall be revealed in the day of his coming, saith the Lord Captain Commander of hosts. All the nations like sheep have gone astray, and I shall gather them back into my fold, beginning with your cooperation, Agelmar.’” Callor winced. The Lord Captain Commander was not a man to put on pretenses. Was the message he got compromised? He quickly squished the thought. He would obey orders. He, in fact, had to, which included bracing himself for Agelmar’s response.
The Lord of Fal Dara stood slowly. Drawing himself to his full height, which was slightly less than Callor’s, he began pacing towards him. Callor was unsettled by the man’s steady strides, but he could not back away without losing face, and he said nothing as Agelmar drew up next to him. Then, faster than Callor’s eye could track, one second Niall’s message was in his hand, the next it was in many shreads, tattered and scattered across the floor. “Out!” Agelmar roared. “Out, and take your precious Commander’s words with you! They stain my floorboards.” He gave a hefty kick to the pile of torn paper, sending it fluttering and scattering in the air. Callor felt fury gnaw at him. Someone dareddisrespect the Children so callously? He pivoted as if to go, leaving the paper shards scattered on the floor, then halted in the middle of his turn, voice filled with thick wrath.
“The Commander’s words will stay here, my Lord. And you will choke on them.” With that, he strode out, careful not to be perceived as walking too quickly. He must, after all, project the Children’s strength.
The doors to his chamber closed, and Agelmar let out a long-building sigh. First Moiraine Sedai, a welcome guest if a remarkably self-assured one, and then the Whitecloak, with a message straight from that pontificating fool Niall. It had been all Agelmar could do to avoid disaster in both the meetings. Negotiations with the Aes Sedai has been particularly difficult, with Moiraine making things very clear that she had an agenda she intended to see to completion, not even telling Agelmar what beyond saying that it led to the Eye. He had managed to convince Moiraine to accept the escort of soldiers he offered as she approached the Eye, but the Whitecloak was an unresolved issue, even without the dire message he carried. Then Agelmar’s eyes lit up. The escort. Of course.
“Aliath,” he snapped to his scribe, who jerked his head up. “Dictate an order for the Whitecloak Emorle Callor to be sent with the escort to the Eye.” It was perfect. Two birds with one stone, as Moiraine would have to be wary around a Child of the Light, and the Whitecloak would likely be dead after a few days in the Aes Sedai’s “care.” Either way, both problems were minimised for now. Agelmar turned back to his desk, studying the map of the Blight. It was time to turn his mind to the most important matter. The eternal matter.
Defence against the Shadow.
Day 1 has (finally) begun! It will end in 22 hours’ time at 22:00 EST, December the seventh.
The Eye has 38 health remaining. The current layer of defence has 1 health remaining, and is the Outermost Ring. The Blight is currently attacking for 2.
A Creeper of the Blight appeared. It will Send Runner on N2 unless stopped.
Please remember that PMs are closed.
There is a lynch today.
Player List:
1. Steeldancer (Ookla the Positive) as Ookla the Positive, an orphan with a cheery outlook on life. 2. randuir as Evelyn, an Aiel Wise Woman and well-wisher 3. Karnatheon (Ookla the Ring) as Brendan Vallerune, a gleeman totally unrelated to Jeordwyn 4. Cadmium Compounder (Ookla the Duck) as Miumpounder, a cobbler with an abiding hatred of Altarans 5. xinoehp512 (Ookla the Phoenix) as Alkoo, a reclusive Ogier tucked away in encyclopaedias 6. Amanuensis as Nikel Fain, a man hell-bent on killing his father (totally normal) 7. Droughtbringer as Month-Long Drought, a prickly old noblewoman who only eats dried fruit 8. Rathmaskal as Jeordwyn Dormond, an Illianer gleeman who juggles knives through his enemies 9. Devotary of Spontaneity (Ookla the Heretical) as Rhodin, a countercultural Aiel whose views are about to go mainstream 10. Young Bard (Ookla the Unprepared) as Jancey, a reluctant soldier who signed up to obey his father’s will 11. Mark IV as Lars, an inquisitive young nobleman 12. Snipexe (Ookla the Sceptical) as Exepins, a scribe who will eventually admit to the superiority of British spellings 13. Furamirionind as Keisa, a grizzled veteran of the Borderland Wars, with a scar on his forehead to show for it 14. Hemalurgic Headshot (Ookla of the East) as Skern Mundy, a man from the East with many skills 15. Ark1002 (Ookla the Dragon Reborn) as Shifting Shadows, a shifty, shadowy Wolfbrother 16. STINK, a formless thread in the pattern with less than 24 hours to identify himself before the Creator does 17. MetaTerminal (Ookla the Cited) as Elak Dehlin, a merchant with severe paranoia about the One Power 18. BrightnessRadiant, a formless thread in the pattern with less than 24 hours to identify herself before the Creator does 19. Mr Doctor as Antor Vadenfort, a Illianer Warder without an Aes Sedai 20. Gancho Libre (Ookla the Libre) as Pummy'in Coach, a former sul'dam looking for a firm, guiding hand in life
Oh, and @STINK, @BrightnessRadiant, if I don’t get character descriptions this cycle, your character is getting a description from me. Not sure you want that.
Good luck to all!

Marne called the Synod to order.
The experience was unreal for him. Today, their scheduled monthly meeting was to be held, yet in the chaos of the hunt for Spiked, none of the agenda seemed relevant. Budgets, news of the surrounding world, minutes of their last meeting together—none of that mattered anymore. The Synod’s finances were immaterial if they were unable to survive the onslaught of the Spiked. The only news that mattered of the surrounding world was how close the Lord Ruler was to knowing that Tathingdwen was the last outpost of Feruchemy. And the last meeting’s concerns were a trifle compared to the crisis each Synod member now faced. The Synod, at least, had recognised that the current situation merited strong leadership, and had striven to act accordingly.
Marne, however, realised something else. He had lost control of the Terris, and the Synod could no longer check the rising tide of suspicion.
The Synod’s credibility had shattered, if not when the news of the Spiked reached their ears and they had failed to act, then instead when Valwyn had been killed and revealed to have a Pewter spike embedded within him, a typical Synod aristocrat—and a Spiked servant of the Lord Ruler. However, whatever control the Synod had ever held over the Terrismen was slipping, and essentially gone. The Terris had not heeded Marne when he had called for a nonviolent response to the Spiked. The Terris had not heeded the Synod when they executed one of its members, despite the protests of those who knew him. And the Terris had not even heeded Olaf, who commanded their respect for wilfully rejecting the Lord Ruler, when he too had stood up for the condemned.
So it was that Marne stood at the head of a toppling aristocracy, Olaf at his side, with the man pensive as ever. Robbed of its effective power, the Synod, its numbers greatly diminished by the attacks of Spiked and innocent alike, sat in a half-circle around him, waiting patiently. Marne rose to speak.
“My friends, I believe the first order of business that we have to attend to is not the typical item on our monthly agenda, yet with the recent turmoil, it has become the only concern of this body for quite a while. With the Spiked having infiltrated our very congregation, the Synod has held emergency meetings, stirred up the Terris populace, and attempted to judge the accused, in an effort to contain and resolve this situation. I admire everyone who sits on this council for their dedication to this task for the past week.” Taking a deep breath, Marne continued. “However, given that the Spiked pose such a serious threat, and since the Synod is so integral in resolving any and all threats the Terris face, I believe it is wise to assess how well we are controlling this...situation. And I must say, I believe we have lost all control.”
A subdued mutter ran throughout the room. Marne pressed onward. “I do not mean that we have lost all our power. However, we do not exercise the degree of control over the Terris that we normally hold. Neither my efforts nor those of Olaf have stopped the bloodshed, despite our high positions, and at this point, they are unlikely to. Therefore, I see only two things that can be done.
“The first is to allow these killings to continue. I dislike this greatly. All you know my distaste of violence to decide arguments. However, the Terris will kill regardless of my stance on the current trials. All that remains for us is to pick battles that are more winnable, and to serve as seasoned voices in the proceedings. Our influence in that manner may be of greater help.
“The second is also against my liking, but was suggested by Olaf. Would you like to explain it to the Synod, Olaf?” Marne asked. The thin man nodded, rising from his seat and facing the congregation.
“I’ve leveraged some connections as the leader of House Ffnord, and it turns out one of the spies assigned to this city in my network knows an assassin, a deadly Coinshot. His services are expensive, and I do not think our wallets could withstand more than one use of his...talents, but should we as the Synod decide that someone merits removal, we have a means with which to do so.” He sat back down, impassive as ever, and the whispers of the Synod drifted up to Marne, conveying a mixture of distaste and excitement. Marne fought down an urge to weep. Here was a group of men he had known his whole life. Now some were dead, some were Spiked, and the others, including him, were resorting to coins in the dark and mob rule to preserve their institution. Hardly what he had envisioned when he took the oath as the leader of the Synod, five years previously. Hurriedly dismissing the meeting, Marne turned away from the Synod as the tears trickled down his face, and the trials outside the meeting-house of the Synod commenced.
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HanTor had never told his fellow Spiked that he was not, in fact, a Ferring. Nor was he a human. The Lord Ruler had wanted someone who could be trusted to obey his commands unflinchingly, and as his personal Kandra was away on a separate mission, HanTor had been assigned to the job. As a Fifth Generation Kandra, HanTor had spent most of his life in the Homeland, but his skills at crafting a body were not diminished by his inexperience with the outside world. He was more practiced with his True Body of quartzite perhaps, but he adapted quickly, if not happily, to the more fragile bones of humans. As the protégé of his Second Generation tutors, he had learned a lot about the Terris people and their traditions, enough to fool even his companions so long as he kept quiet.
The most pressing problem had been gaining Feruchemical powers, for no Kandra possessed those abilities and he would rather avoid faking it, even with the Blessing of Potency granting him some of the strength and stamina of a Pewter ferring could gain. HanTor had therefore been smuggled into Tathingdwen a night early, searching for an isolated Ferring whose life he could steal. HanTor could not disobey the First Contract, even on a personal mission for the Father, so he had been forced to rely on an infiltrator who had been in place long before the Spiked had arrived. He never saw his contact’s face, even as he stood and watched while they tortured an isolated Sparker’s deepest secrets out of him. HanTor hoped never again to see a human pierced with so much metal that they resembled nothing so much as a pincushion. A simple pair of spikes was all well and good, and an exception could be made for the brass spike that had now been inserted into his shoulder, but metal was meant to go on the inside of a body, not protrude from the flesh. HanTor shuddered as his contact limped away with a sack of spikes and discarded bones thrown over one shoulder. He hoped the rest of his team would be more sensible and less … violent.
HanTor found that he regretted Valwyn’s death. There were the obvious reasons of course; his death meant their infiltration of the Synod had been exposed, there was one fewer member standing between HanTor being forced to choose between his mission and the First Contract’s prohibition of killing humans, they would have to move out of the caverns that reminded him of the Homeland, and HanTor would be forced to speak up more despite not being confident in his ability to properly imitate a man he’d only known for an hour. Yet beyond all these practical reasons, what HanTor found he missed most about the deceased Spiked was the loss of a man who had treated him as an equal. He knew that this was only because he was disguised as a human, but he found himself resenting the Terris people who had killed Valwyn. Cleansing Tathingdwen of Ferrings was no longer merely a mission to him. Alongside his remaining companions, he would avenge the death of the first human to ever respect him as an individual.
The next day, HanTor formally began his campaign of vengeance. The Sparker whose bones he wore had been a recluse, which limited HanTor’s ability to publicly act. Nevertheless, he worked to fill the void left by Valwyn’s death, quietly suggesting to the townspeople which Ferring should die next, contributing more to the secret conferences his fellow spiked held. For most of the day, his new plan of action was successful. The Synod, splintered by the loss of two of its members, one of them a traitor, did nothing to prevent the chaos spreading through the village. Accusations were being tossed every which way, and it appeared no-one could come to an agreement. Then, everything went wrong when Citona suddenly declared herself to be a member of the Synod and announced her intention to kill HanTor. Where before anarchy had reigned, the villagers were suddenly all too eager to obey the dictates of an authority that had been found to be corrupt just the previous night. As the angry villagers converged on HanTor, he tapped his Zincminds, draining every drop of power he had amassed during his stint as a Ferring. Instantly, his mental processing sped up, beyond even what he imagined a Blessing of Presence would do for him. In the few seconds remaining before he could be consumed by the mob, he crafted a last, desperate speech.
“My friends!” he cried out. “I am not your enemy. I-.” His words were cut off as an irate Ferring smashed a chair into his head. The impact caused no harm, but it served as a signal to the rest of the group. Quartzite would have been able to resist the trampling of feet and the crushing blows of furniture and garden implements, but human bones were not nearly as sturdy. The initial attacker leaned over HanTor’s broken body.
“You realize of course that you don’t have any friends. You never have, and now, you never will.”
When Marne came out later to view the carnage, he found HanTor still alive, but immobile from having his entire skeleton fractured. HanTor tried to cry out to the Synod leader, but his shattered jaw rendered the sound as an unintelligible moan. Marne seemed to understand, though. He rummaged through HanTor’s pulped organs, finally managing to pull out the three spikes that granted him life, sapience, and power. Marne began the walk back to the Synod with the artefacts, leaving HanTor’s corpse lying in the field.
Kidpen was lynched! He was a Spiked Zinc Ferring (Sparker)!!
Vote Count:
Kidpen (4) randuir (2) Cadmium Compounder (1) Worldhopper from Yolen (1) phattemer (1) Sart (1)
Night 3 has begun! It will end in 24 hours, on Monday the 20th of August, at 9 PM EDT.
Please note something—I’ve been occupied, and have had little time to post rules questions in-thread, but if you successfully double-fill your metalmind, please send in a fill order at the beginning of the Day or Night turn immediately following your double-fill, to confirm that you wish to fill your metalmind.
Player List:
1. Rathmaskal as Laksam, an ash sweeper from the Eastern streets
2. Xinoehp512 as Ereheman Tresni, a man with his priorities backwards
3. Steeldancer as Steel, the fastest sculpture of a squid wrought entirely in steel in all of Tathingdwen
4. Randuir as Zihel, a worldhopper looking for his twin brother
5. I think I am here as Itiah VI, a missionary on a mission Village Steel Ferring
6. Bort as Tee Mai, a tailor specialising in offensive clothing
7. Cadmium Compounder as Ethin Hallil, a cadmium Feruchemist and SCUBA diver
8. _Stick_ as Stick, President of the Tathingdwen Tautological Society of Tautology
9. Jondesu as Remart, a man back from vacation armed with vaguely ominous statements
10. Kidpen as HanTor, a lonely Kandra that’s definitely not Spiked, nope Spiked Zinc Ferring
11. Elandera as Era, an old woman who claims to have been alive before the reign of the Lord Ruler Village Pewter Ferring
12. Snipexe as Snip, a fabric cutter in the local quilt shop Village Iron Ferring
13. Worldhopper from Yolen as Tarin, a Sparker with a wonderful, awful idea
14. Alvron as Izzy Dedyet, who is not dead, feels happy, and thinks she'll go for a walk Village Full Feruchemist
15. Phatterner as Citona Vinid, a seemingly faithful follower of the Lord Ruler
16. Ark1002 as Kardik, a Full Feruchemist
17. Araris Valerian as Valwyn, an honest rug merchant Spiked Pewter Ferring; Rug Merchant
18. Coop772 as Irion, a Full Feruchemist with hidden potential Village Copper Ferring
19. Sart, a stuttering Nameless

There were few things worse than a gossip, Ryth decided. That woman, Stick, certainly fell under that category. Although she was extremely quiet during the attack, she wouldn't shut up afterwards. Unfortunately, she wouldn't talk about what mattered. They were trying to find the Forgotten, not chat about handsome Knight-Senators. It had certainly gotten the town riled up. She had to be hiding something, they reasoned. He didn't want to think about what happened next. Being ganged up like that. He shuddered. At least it had been a quick death. It wasn't like they could stand around and do nothing. Strike first, that was his motto. At least, that's what Professor Nalizar taught him. Come to think of it, hadn't Stick been in that class. It didn't matter now. You always had to be thinking of the next step.
The next step, for him at least, was investigating the Circle. Who had enough firepower to blow it to smithereens? The whole set up was screwy. He started tracing the Line, making sure no gaps were present. That's when he found it. It was a hole about a foot across. If the chalklings wanted to, they could surge through it, but they were still. They were silent, as if waiting for something.
Engrossed by the chalklings, Ryth didn't notice the person standing behind him. He certainly didn't see them grab a brick, and clock him over the head. He wasn't aware of his body being thrown into the Circle. He couldn't watch as the killer sealed the Line behind him. He couldn't even scream before the chalklings ate their next meal. His corpse was shredded in a matter of minutes. His killer smiled, and then vanished into the darkness.
Vote Count:
Stick (6): Elenion, Joe, Frozen Mint, Paranoid King, Ornstein, Randuir
Hemalurgic Headshot (1): Stick
Paranoid King (1): Jondesu
Joe (2): Lopen, Brightness Radiant
Stick was lynched. She was a Village Duelist. Ryth was killed, and eaten by the Chalklings. He was a Village Duelist.
Player List:
The cycle will end 48 hours from now on Sunday, 9 PM Eastern Time.

LG27 - Strife in Ankh Morpork
The GM apologizes for their extreme laziness, and intends to fix this appalling lack of RP in the next 24 hours.
Note: The rules are subject to change during signups. If I decide to change a rule, I will underline the change and notify the thread of the changes. Any suggestions to improve the game before it begins will be welcome, and may or may not be welcome. I've tried to include as much about life in Ankh-Morpork as well, but if you think I've missed something obvious, mention it and I'll see if I can insert the role smoothly into the game.
General Rules
Days are 48 hours long. Nights are 24 hours long. Rollover time will be at 6:00PM AEST. Signups end on Thursday 20 October 6:00 PM AEST, and the game begins an hour later.
Vote in red, retract in green. Players are able to perform 3 actions a Cycle, with up to 3 messages counting as one action.
Doctor12 will be GM’ing the game with me.
Order of Actions:
Protect/Roleblock Actions
Wages received
Thieving
Assassination Money sent to Assassin’s Guild
Kill Actions
Scan Actions
Item Name Changes
Item Trading.
Clacks messages are revealed to Clacks Workers
Transferring Money
Independent Roles
Patrician - The Patrician has the win con of learning the roles and alignments of every player alive at the end of the game, and survive the game. Due to your extensive scan network, you may discover the role type of a player each cycle (i.e. scan role, kill role, protect role, roleblock role), and the action they took the previous night. If one of your targets performed a scan, you will also be informed of the scan results. The Patrician can be deposed by a majority vote in the Guilds Doc at any time (the Patrician will then be executed). New Patricians are elected following the old Patrician's death in the Guilds Doc, again by majority vote.
Post Office Master - Runs the Post Office. Has the win con of making the Post Office more successful than the clacks. If the Post Master dies, Post Office messages will increase from 1 penny to 3 pennies per message (however, they still won't be read by anyone other than the participants in the PM.)
Clacks Master - Runs the Clacks. Has the win con of making the Clacks more successful than the Post Office. If the Clacks Master dies, Clacks messages will be made night-only.
Monarch - the player who is the Monarch may have any additional role at the same time at the start of the game, with the exception of the Patrician. The monarch has an alternate win con of being elected Patriarch and being crowned. There is also a hidden faction of Monarchists who also have this goal. If the Monarch is elected Patriarch, the game ends with a Monarchist win, and all other faction goals, including the Faction Leader survive goals, fail.
Unlicenced Thief - You run on the rough side of the law - stealing is a profession available exclusively to Guild Members. Once per cycle, you may attempt to steal something. However, if you are observed, you will be Arrested and not allowed to post or perform actions for two Cycles, and the money you took off your victim will be returned. To win, you must survive the game and have more than 15 coins in your pocket (remember, the Unlicenced Thief still may work as a Clacks Worker or a Post Officer.)
Cut Me Own Throat Dibbler – Once per cycle, you use your incredible powers of persuasion to make someone give you a penny in exchange for one of your Sausages-in-a-Bun. They’ll become violently sick and be unable to complete their actions that cycle, but more importantly, you’ll have earned a penny! Win Con: End the game with 10 pennies or more. (C.M.O.T. doesn’t work for either the post office or the clacks.)
Factions
There are 4 factions in the game: The Assassins' Guild, the Thieves' Guild, the Night Watch, and the University Students. In addition, the Monarchists are also mixed in with the other factions, and do not know who the other Monarchists are. There are specialised roles in each Guild, however, not every specialised role listed may be included. Plain roles - roles with no particular power, are possible.
The Assassin's Guild:
The Assassin's Guild is the closest thing to an Eliminator faction in this game. Every Day Cycle, people may hire the Assassin's Guild to inhume (kill) someone. The Assassin's Guild is free to choose between the offers that are presented to them, however, they may not kill a player that someone has not commissioned them to kill (Assassins Guild members may not commission their own kills).
Advertiser - The Advertiser is in charge of making sure that everyone is aware of the guilds prices and agenda, permitting them to suggest prices to kill certain players, which will be placed in the quicklinks next to the player names at the beginning of the next cycle. Once place, the suggested kill prices will remain next to the players name for the rest of the game unless the Advertiser chooses to update or remove it.
The Thieves' Guild:
The Thieves' Guild may target 2 people to thieve from each night. However, players can gain immunity from thieves if they choose to pay 25% of their current gold each cycle in a levy. The Thieves Guild will be informed of which players they can target each cycle. (They also may not target the same person on 2 consecutive nights.) Depending on which thief targets them, other effects may also occur. When you target a player, all the money and items are stolen, unless an item has a special ability to do otherwise. Pickpocket - The pickpocket only steals a players money and not their items, however, they may target an extra player each night. Banker - “Take a penny from a man, and he’s poor for a day. Make a man open a bank account, and he’s poor for the rest of his life.” Instead of stealing all their money at once, you steal 2 pennies initially, and then one penny per turn until either the Banker dies or the game ends. These pennies may not go toward the Tax. Highway Thief - The direct way is best. Threaten them with your knife, and you never get any trouble. If someone has an item that protects money or items from being stolen, it is ineffective against the Highway Thief. In addition, the Lookout role may also be included. Every Cycle, the Lookout may detect all the items a target player has.
The Night Watch:
The Night Watch, the outcasts of society, found their compatriots among the cobblestones and empty streets of Ankh-Morpork at night. Each night, you may arrest someone, roleblocking their actions and all actions against them.
Sam Vimes - As someone who is cynical of all around you, you gain immunity from an action each night. As someone who is very selfless, you also give away much of your money to those who can't afford it, so you may call upon a player not to perform an action 3 times throughout the game because of their gratitude to you, although you earn 15 pennies less each cycle.
Corporal Carrot - As someone who everybody trusts, you have extraordinary sway over people. Every cycle, you may shift a vote to vote with you.
Angua - As a Werewolf, you are able to sniff out the role type of a player once every second cycle.
Unseen University:
The University of Ankh-Morpork trains students in the way of arcane magics. Unfortunately, most of the students are more interested in getting drunk and visiting various… seamstresses rather than focusing on their studies, so it’s up to those left to do what they can. The Librarian - The University discovered that late returns dropped by nearly 100% when you had a 200 pound orangutan to answer to. Every turn, you may compel someone to change their action target player to someone of your choice. The Luggage - The Luggage does it's best to protect it's owner - each night, all actions directed against the Luggages target are instead directed at the Luggage. If a kill action targets the Luggage, the attacker will die instead. However, if the Luggage or their target is targeted, the Luggage will not be able to vote or perform actions the next Cycle. Rincewind - Coming Soon! (I intend to put this role in before the signups end due to popular demand.)
Guild Leaders
Guild Leaders gain the alternate win con of surviving the game. The Head of the Assassin's Guild, Head of the Thieves' Guild, and the Patrician may post and see the doc. The Captain of the Night Watch may view the Doc, but mot post in it, and the Head of the Unseen University may post a message once per cycle through magic (also known as the GM), but may not view the Doc. In the Guilds Doc, all Leaders (not including the Patrician) are anonymous, referred to by their faction title, i.e. Head of the Assassin's Guild.
Guild Leaders retain all skills and abilities they had before, however, when those abilities are used, there is a 20% chance for each ability that you will be recognised when you are performing an ability, in which case, the action you took will be revealed in the write-up. (Note: Residual effects, such as the Banker’s Thieving, are not included in this.
If a Guild Leader dies, the next Guild Leader is elected randomly, unless a player within the Guild aided in the Guild Leader's death, in which case, they will be elected. (There will be no indications of which of these two it is.) It is also possible to depose a leader within the Guild Doc by voting them out (useful in cases of inactivity, etc.) in favour of a replacement by voting for a candidate you hope to replace the Guild Leader with in green. A majority vote in favour of the new candidate is necessary.
Post Office and Clacks (a.k.a. PM Rules)
People will be assigned randomly to either work at the Post Office or the Clacks, and under ordinary circumstances, you will receive 3 pennies a cycle. Clacks workers automatically get one action deducting from them when they work in the Clacks towers, however, they are able to read some of the messages sent through the Clacks (the messages will be divided equally between Clacks Runners). Post Officers do not have an action deducted from them, however, they also are not informed of any messages that are sent with the Post Office.
Clacks Messages can be sent at any time, and will cost 2 pennies, while Post Office messages can only be sent at night, and cost one penny. Each individual post in a PM counts as a message. It is possible to have both kinds of messages in a PM, so please specify before each message which kind of message you're sending.
The Post Office and Clacks compete with one another. As such, if you are a Clack worker and aid in the death of a Post Officer, or vice versa, you will receive a 2 penny bonus in your wage the next cycle, though if you aid in the death of one of your own, you will have a penny deducted from your wage the next cycle.
Items & Trade
You are permitted to trade items with other players in exchange for money or other items. Doing so will cost an action for both players, unless someone gives an item away for free, in which case, only the giver will need to submit an action. Both players need to clearly state the terms of the trade to the GM in the GM PM in the same cycle for the trade to take place.
There is no way to verify the authenticity of an item if you are attempting to trade. If you are informed of an item that exists, there is probably an item with that name, but it’s purpose is not necessarily what the other player says, nor are item names necessarily an indication of what an item may do (particularly if the item was designed by Bloody Stupid Johnson).
The GM will allow you to change the name of items at the cost of an action.
Upon the death of a player, any items they had will go up for a public auction, in which only the item name is revealed.
Alright, that's my game. Have fun, everyone, and merry killing!
Clarifications:
Q: Can you reveal your identity if you're a Guild Leader in the Guilds Doc?
A: Yes, but it's not obligatory. (Actually, I stipulate that you can't confirm it with RL/OOG information, etc. for obvious reasons. You're more than welcome to lie if you so choose.)
Q: What are messages?
A: Messages are single posts within a PM.
A bunch of other clarifications which I will transfer soon, for now seen here.
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Iadon’s rule over Arelon is still new and unstable. The chaos of the new government is fanning the rumours of discontent in the newly goddless nation. The King’s paranoia grows with each pasing hour. Trusted friends, loyal servitors and skilled agents are all suspect in his diseased mind. He has taksed his son, Raoden, the crown prince, with the duty of investigating the ones he believes to be capable of overthrowing him. No one truly believes there is opposition to the Merchant-King, but all must bow to his mad whims.
LG rules are in effect. All actions happen simultaneously. There is a 5 turn inactivity Filter.The Citizenry win when all the Eliminators are dead. PM's are Day only.
Known Roles:
Legionnaire - Chooses a player to Interrogate and Roleblock/protect next night.
ChayShan Practioner - Can attack one player per Night.
Retired Pirate - Can survive one attack or lynch per game.
Bodyguard - Can protect one player from an attack per night.
Merchant - Can cancel a vote.
Duke - Can add a secret vote to the lynch.
Dula - Can investigate a player and learn if they are an eliminator.
Beggar - Can choose a known role from the dead players to become.
Noble - All other citizens are nobles. They have a collective extra vote.
More complicated Rules. These are the same rules, just in a lot more detail.
Game Starts:

Winter is ending, snow falling hard all around. The mountain passes have been covered in snow, keeping you all stuck in the Duladel trading outpost you visited late in the season. Hopefully the winter will be short, but now, a new pressure has arisen. Mai, a lonely trader, not one to talk much, was found outside the outpost, flayed and sacrificed. You know the signs, Followers of the Jeskeri Mysteries are stuck in the outpost with you, making their sacrifices daily. Snowed in, you have no chance but to find them and kill them before they kill you.
All Traders: Must submit one vote through a PM to the GM(Mailliw73), once during every cycle hour period. These votes will be made public at the end of the period, and the most voted for player will be sent to die in the snow. You may vote however you wish in the thread, but the vote received in the PM will be your official vote.
Anyone who does not either talk to the Outpost’s Owner(the GM), come to the community dinner meetings, or meet with other traders for two consecutive days will freeze in their rooms.
Follower of the Mysteries: The followers of the Jeskeri Mysteries must each send one vote for sacrifice via PM to the GM (Mailliw73) per cycle in addition to their normal vote. The most voted for player, in this fashion, will be sacrificed for their own mysterious purpose.
Priest of Jesker: The Priest of Jesker is a learned man, and can identify the sacrifice of the Jeskeri Mysteries, having tried to root them out in the past. The Priest may investigate one other player per day (by contacting the GM) to learn if they are a follower of the Mysteries or not.
Jindoeese Soldier: The Jindoeese Soldier is trained in the art of ChayShan and can guard one player at night. Anyone who attacks the trader whom the Soldier is guarding will be fought off and the protected trader will not die.
Rulo: The Rulo is the fool who managed to get himself stuck in a trading outpost he had no business being in. He’s a bit kayana, so every night he scrawls a message somewhere in the outpost, too bored to sleep.
Seon Holder: The Seon Holder makes it so that anyone can send messages(PMs) to any other living players. As long as a Seon Holder is alive, there is no limit to PMs, except that the GM must be included in all of them.
The game will start on Monday, November 23rd, at 3:30 MST. Cycles will be 24 hours long. Rollovers will be at 3:30 PM MST/10:30 PM GMT. Spec doc available upon request. The order of actions is as follows:
Rulo Message
Soldier
Lynch
Priest
Sacrifice
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